"Sorry... I'll eat this dish myself."

Bu Fang's faint voice resounded.

When he said this, his face did not blush and his heart did not beat, without any tension or the speed of blood flow.

Everyone who was originally very happy was shocked by his words!

What is this kid talking about?!

What did he say?!

"Bu Fang Xiaoyang... It's wrong for you to do this. Good things should be shared with everyone!"

"Boy Bu Fang, Master Dog's exquisite dog paws are already thirsty!"

? "Bu Fang, I'm hungry, I want to eat."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

...

Pluto Erha and others suddenly burst out and stared at Bu Fang with their eyes.

The golden light dissipated one after another, gradually revealing the appearance of the dish.

Saw!

The hot air waves rose, and the oil on it was still splashing. The crimson dragon strips had a unique meaty fragrance, which aroused everyone's taste, making people swallow their saliva.

Just looking at it makes me feel like I have a big appetite.

Bu Fang tilted his head and didn't care about these hungry guys at all.

If they don’t give it to food... can they make a fuss?

Are you a chef or are they a chef?

Do they still dare to threaten?

Bu Fang was very calm and sat in his seat leisurely.

He took a white cloth towel and spread it on the table, looking at the fried oily, yellow and tender dragon bar.

The gravy in the 700-quarter cooked dragon row seems to flow visible to the naked eye.

He picked up the exquisite wine glass, which was transparent, and the blue ice and fire enlightenment wine reflected the brilliance in the wine glass.

The aroma of wine is so strong that it is mixed with the rich aroma of meat, which makes people completely sink into it and can't extricate themselves.

Pluto Erha really can't stand it anymore...

Although the taste is a little worse than the spicy strips, how could he tolerate it?

"Bu Fang Xiao Young! Let me taste it first!"

?Pluto Erha's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand to defecate at the dragon.

However, before the hand touched Long Pai, Bu Fang slapped it open.

"Don't make a fuss... Eating dragon steak is not only the taste, but also the artistic conception and mood. Eating it like you will only waste this seven-point cooked barbie dragon steak."

Bu Fang said lightly, "You see me eat first..."

See you eat...

Why don’t you go to heaven?

Everyone was speechless. Pluto Erha felt that he was already shameless, but compared with Bu Fang, he found that he could be more shameless.

The dog's nose hummed.

Xiaoyou stretched out her pretty tongue and licked her red lips, and a bright light burst out from her eyes.

Um?

Bu Fang looked at the dragon platoon in front of him and suddenly remembered something...

Looking at the hot Long Pao, Bu Fang touched his chin, he stood up and glanced at everyone.

"There is still one ingredient left in this dish. I'll go in and pound it and it will come out. You are not allowed to eat it secretly."

Bu Fang said.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Even if you eat secretly, you can't tell you.

The girl Xiaohua even scattered her hair.

I was very satisfied with the posture of these guys, so Bu Fang stood up and walked into the kitchen without any hesitation.

He had to prepare a sauce. Although the fried dragon steak was already very delicious, the sauce must be left out if it wanted to achieve the perfect taste.

He took out a small cup of ice and fire enlightenment wine, poured it into the Xuanwu pot, chopped all the ingredients, put it into the Xuanwu pot and simmered over high heat. The next moment, he took out the Abyss chili sauce and scooped half a spoonful of it and dripped it into the pot.

Gulugulu.

After a while, the sauce was cooked thoroughly, so I scooped a spoonful of hot sauce out.

In fact, the sauce needs to be cooled, but the hot sauce also has a hot taste.

...

In a restaurant.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

The air was very quiet, and the only sound was the sound of the dragons sizzling oil in the porcelain plate.

Pluto Erha stared at the audience, his eyes and everyone's eyes collided once, and his eyes... were very story-provoking.

The dog squinted his eyes and patted his paws on the dining table, facing Pluto Lha's sight.

It seems that you can communicate with your eyes.

"Does the skinny dog... eat it?"

"If you dare to eat, I will dare to eat..."

"You are half the king and half?"

? "Shut up, you are three points, dog master is seven points!"

"Damn it! You are really a scumbag. I will score you nine points!"

"You want to fight with Master Dog?"

"Don't fight at any time... We are people with identities. Can we solve problems in a civilized way? I'm a turtle..."

"Forget it, let's fight!"

The eyes of each person and a dog were constantly colliding, and there seemed to be blazing sparks everywhere.

The Saint Master Tianji looked speechless.

Xiaoyou also rolled her eyes.

After the little flower was released from the dragon, her eyes never looked away, but the dog didn't even eat it, so she didn't dare to eat it.

"Why are you so silent? You can eat as long as you want... If you don't do it, I will do it..."

The embarrassment in the air made Master Tianji feel a little uncomfortable.

He glanced at everyone and finally spoke.

The next moment, he stood up, took the chopsticks, and planned to go to the dragon board.

The closer you get, the closer you get...

Pluto Erha and Dog Master both had their eyes wide open.

Xiaoyou also opened her red lips and was extremely expectant.

"Woo woo woo woo..." Xiaohua couldn't help but shout in a low voice.

"If you dare to touch this dragon platoon, then you are ready to be stripped off again and be on the shop's blacklist."

Just as Mo Tianji's chopsticks were about to hit the dragon pad, a faint voice suddenly resounded.

In the kitchen direction, Bu Fang slowly walked out with a small bowl of sauce.

Mo Tianji heard Bu Fang's words and his body suddenly froze in place.

Still stripping your clothes?

As soon as he heard Bu Fang say to take off his clothes, bad memories rose in his heart. The terrible scene made his hands tremble, and the chopsticks he held could no longer go down.

Everyone felt a pity.

And Bu Fang is back.

He pulled open the chair and sat on it again.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and glanced at everyone with a playful look.

Then he poured the small bowl of sauce in his hand on the fried crimson dragon row.
To be continued...